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Healing hands, kneeling soul
Shaking —
My body’s been shakin’
Yet I know He can make it
And He will lead me all through it.

I have these thoughts
Of exchanging the worries
With the renewal of mind,
Bartering what’s temporal
With what I long for eternal.

When I’m weak,
I look at myself —
Oh, I’m that small..
And figured all things out.
That, Oh..
My God’s so, So big.

When I’m at my worst,
I dance with sorrow as well
Like normal beings,
Lost, who keeps wandering away.
But in my worst,
In the dust in the desert,
I find the waters.